Chapter 511: Chapter 336: Conspiracy and the Mystery of Truth

In the palace, the atmosphere was extraordinarily grave.

The Dragon Serpent Lake Deity, a “Divine Being,” demanded harshly, “Speak quickly, how did the Snake God die in the Divine Prison?”

“I… I really don’t know. When I burst into the cell, the Snake… Snake God had already had his heart gouged out and was dead on the spot. It must have been… killed by the Space Escaping Rat Demon,” the heavyset man said desperately, his voice weak.

By this time, he had realized that there was no escape for him and his heart sank as if dead.

The Dragon Serpent Lake Deity, upon hearing this, exclaimed angrily, “Nonsense! Confess the truth now. Why would the Space Escaping Rat, whom I sent to rescue the Snake God, kill him instead? Facing death and still not telling the truth. Someone take him away for heavy torture.”

“Wait!” the “Divine Being” known as Tiger Head suddenly interjected, “How many of you were at the scene at the time? Who was responsible for interrogating the Snake God?”

The heavyset man, with a confused look, slowly recalled, “At that time, the prohibitions in the prison were triggered. I rushed to the site, at that time Leng Sha and Sanbao were there, and later two more arrived. It was… Sanbao who was in charge of the interrogation, yes, that’s right.”

The Dragon Serpent Lake Deity immediately pursued, “Who is this Sanbao? Tell me about him in detail, right now.”

“Sanbao was a…”

Two quarters of an hour later, a body covered in numerous injuries was dragged out, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

The trio of “Divine Beings” – Dragon, Tiger, and Fish – conversed with each other, seemingly unconcerned.

“It seems it was Sanbao’s doing. The Divine Authority must still be in his possession. Such a fine frame-up!” exclaimed the Fish Head God joyfully.

“Hmph, as if a mere prison guard had the right to gaze upon such a treasure, simply asking for death!”

“The Divine Prison’s defenses are tight, it’s not easy for us to send someone in. We must patiently wait until he comes out to breathe fresh air and catch him in one fell swoop.”

“How shall we divide the spoils once we have them?”

“Why not divide them equally into three parts? Although this bit of Divinity is minimal, it still supplements our authority and divine duties somewhat.”

“But how do we explain this to the higher gods? Aren’t we afraid that the Sect Leader might use this as an excuse to consume us three?”

The trio of Dragon, Tiger, and Fish had once acquired some Heavenly Dao Fragments by chance. After refining them, they successfully transformed into gods, gaining some authority to manipulate the power of Heaven and Earth.

However, classed merely as minor Wandering Gods, their strength was mediocre, not much different from that of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator outside their own territories.

In the Netherworld, where Divine Spirits abound, division by the level of divine power includes: Mao God, Wandering God, Ghost God, True God, and Emperor, in five ranks.

The rank of Divine Spirits is not determined by strength but by one’s own Divine Authority.

For instance, the Ear Reporting God, though weak in strength, is innately endowed with authority, ranking as a third-tier Ghost God. You must know, the majority of other Ghost Gods are far more formidable than even a Golden Core Main Priest, yet it’s the Ear Reporting God, the Wind God Child, and a few other tiny ones.

“What’s there to fear? The Sect Leader and the Emperors are busy dealing with the big matter of forming alliances with the Heavenly Rebel Alliance and the Earth Mother Sect. They won’t have the time to focus on such a trivial matter in Diancang Province.”

“The Heavenly Dao Sect and the Black Sky Sect, two superpowers, appear to be aligning again to stabilize the Ten Thousand Demon Continent. With most of Heavenly Dao Sect’s main forces withdrawn, it’s only logical for the Emperors to stir up some major actions. After all, the Heavenly Dao Authority is limited; without striving and competing, how can one find a chance for liberation?”

“Alas, the days are getting tougher. The rate of decay of the local Heavenly Dao has significantly accelerated. Were it not for our vigilant maintenance of the order of Heaven and Earth, this realm would have already collapsed into chaos by now.”

“Enough of this disheartening topic. Even though our realm is nearing the ‘void’ phase, there are still thousands to nearly ten thousand years before the extinction of all life forms. By that time, whether we still exist is another matter altogether; why worry about something so far ahead!

“Let’s focus on the here and now and quickly capture that troublesome prison guard–that’s the real priority.”

“Wise words from the Dragon Serpent Lake Deity!”

…

As the trio of Wandering Gods secretly plotted their capture plan, Zhao Sheng, the protagonist of the event, was in a quiet room, deeply engrossed in studying a memoir from a predecessor.

After years of diligently consulting autobiographies, essays, and numerous writings of the ancestors of the Gu Family, Zhao Sheng gradually formed some conjectures about the situations and outcomes of the ancient wars between two realms.

However, for unknown reasons, it seemed as if the ancestors of the Gu Family had intentionally eradicated records of the wars between the two realms, with very few references in the books.

There were only fragments of sentences or vague statements, so Zhao Sheng still knew very little about the wars between the two realms to date.

The Sect Leader of the Ghost Chi Clan had passed away over eleven hundred years ago, which also meant that the wars between the two realms had ended around that time at the latest.

In fact, the war had finished a bit earlier, probably between thirteen hundred and twelve hundred years ago.

The Time-Space Rift must be in the depths of the Corpse Abyss.

The Corpse Abyss had formed over ten thousand years ago, coinciding exactly with the start of the first war between the two realms.

By the time of the second war between the realms, around thirteen hundred years ago, a large number of Floating Temples of the Heavenly Dao Sect had mysteriously disappeared deep within the Corpse Abyss.

The Heavenly Dao Sect had claimed that it was due to the army’s campaign against the Corpse Abyss that resulted in the loss of a large number of Floating Temples.

Upon reading this record, Zhao Sheng instantly realized that the Corpse Abyss was indeed the location of the Time-Space Rift.

It was very likely that both the Tianzhu Realm and the Netherworld Ghost Realm (Netherworld) had suffered Mutual Destruction.

Because nearly a hundred years before the start of the Seventh Epoch of the Heavenly Dao Calendar, it was a tumultuous and chaotic time, with upheaval and bloodshed everywhere, and human lives were as cheap as dirt.